Chris wouldn’t be too happy to see the title of this post. But I did call him that when he was a little guy. Wouldn’t have gotten away with it even at the age he is in these photos, but really wouldn’t now at the age of 16.
Chris has always been interested in music. I put him in piano lessons in second grade. I had a lady who would come to the school in the middle of the school day to teach him. Here he is playing the old piano that Aunt Jean gave us years ago for the girls. We found someone to take it in the past year, so we could make room for Mom’s furniture after her death. The old piano was worn right out, and we were unable to tune several keys.